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- Jing Wushuang, who had an indifferent expression, glanced at Yu Chijue who was standing up, and said calmly: "The Fire Nation Lieutenant used all his strength in that shot just now, but the defense of the kid opposite was too strong, so the opponent seized the opportunity. , Even if Liexiong goes all out, he will probably be injured if he wants to defeat the opponent. "
Zhao Tianchen smiled and said: "It seems that this Wuling Empire still has one or two geniuses, although their strength is only average."
On Lin Xiao¡¯s side, Yuchi Jue retreated.
"Damn, this kid's strength is indeed terrifying. He almost broke through the defense of my Xuan Fang Immortal Body, but luckily I was able to hold it back." Yuchijue gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for my Xuan Fang Immortal Body, The body has not yet reached the peak of cultivation, so we must leave something behind for him today."
"That's enough, let me do the next one."
An indifferent voice sounded, and with a snap, Mo Qingxuan appeared on the ring.
"If you still don't retreat, maybe you still want to keep fighting." Mo Qingxuan glanced at Lie Xiong, with a compelling sword energy piercing his eyes.
"Hey, what a strong sword energy, this belongs to me." Jing Wushuang's eyes lit up, but he didn't see any movement, his body flashed and he came to Lie Xiong.
"Leave this to me and go back."
"Okay, I feel uncomfortable looking at this kid. Teach me a lesson." Liexiong was a little wary of Jing Wushuang's cold aura. He was a killer with invisible swordsmanship. He could seal his throat with one sword. Many people would not die until they died. Know how he was assassinated.
Jing Wushuang was noncommittal, and his eyes fell on Mo Qingxuan without any emotion: "You go ahead and show me what level the genius swordsmen of the Wuling Empire are."
"As you wish." Mo Qingxuan didn't rely too much on him. There was a unique aura on the opponent's body, so powerful that people didn't dare to blink. This was a unique touch between swordsmen and swordsmen.
"brush"
In a tenth of an instant, the sword at Mo Qingxuan's waist was unsheathed, and the dark green long sword was slashed out with an arc of brilliant blue light. The sharp sword light was ethereal and hard to find, and it was brought up in the void. The invisible ripples make people confused about the direction.
"Huh?" Lin Xiao raised his brows, feeling surprised. Green should have been the most alive color, but in Mo Qingxuan's hands, it was filled with deathly silence, as if there was no life at all, giving people a feeling of incomparable mental confusion. It felt like Mo Qingxuan had an extremely profound understanding of the artistic conception of Wu Sheng.
"It's interesting." Jing Wushuang's eyes lit up, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he pointed out. The sword was not unsheathed, but the sharp sword energy had already been slashed out, cutting into the center of Mo Qingxuan's attack, easily breaking The opponent attacks
Mo Qingxuan was not surprised, streaks of emerald green sword light continued to surge out from his hands, the gorgeous green became brighter and brighter, and the meaning of lifelessness contained in it became more and more terrifying.
Dangdangdang
Jing Wushuang quickly retreated, with endless sword energy rushing out from all around his body. He could always find the direction of attack the moment Mo Qingxuan drew his sword and stop the opponent's attack halfway. In this way, it was really exhausting. Yuan naturally decreased a lot.
Mo Qingxuan obviously also understood the opponent's attack method. Jing Wushuang looked ordinary, but in fact his fighting skills were extremely terrifying. He could easily see the changes in each of his swords. In this case, without hesitation, Mo Qingxuan immediately gave up. An ethereal sword-drawing style.
Boom
A purple energy rushed out from the Tianling Cap above his head, and the purple glow shot straight into the sky. In just the blink of an eye, Mo Qingxuan's momentum and combat power more than doubled, and at the same time, a terrifying sword of destruction The meaning filled the void, and Mo Qingxuan thrust out his sword. The sword tip was filled with rays of light, and the aurora was thousands of miles away. It pulled out a gorgeous purple light band in the void, and came to Jing Wushuang like lightning.
Jing Wushuang's eyes flashed, his true energy burned all over his body, and he pointed out suddenly.
With a bang, Jing Wushuang's figure drifted away, with no trace of fluctuation in his indifferent eyes.
"Backed off."
Many warriors from the Wuling Empire were pleasantly surprised when they saw this scene. In their opinion, Jing Wushuang has been retreating from the beginning of the game to now, and Mo Qingxuan has always had the upper hand. They are very hopeful that they can win this battle.
Lin Xiao didn¡¯t see it that way.
From the beginning to the end, the long sword at the opponent's waist has never been unsheathed, and his expression has never been surprised when he retreated. He is extremely calm and seems to be able to do it with ease. It is obvious that every retreat is in his calculation, or in other words, his retreat is not Mo Qingxuan forced him to retreat, but he wanted to retreat himself.
Jing Wushuang is looking for Mo Qingxuan's flaw. Once he finds it, it will be a fatal blow.
Mo Qingxuan may not know that the opponent is retaining his strength, but he may also give up the hard-won advantage and approach the opponent again.
"The Sixth Form of Wusheng Sword Technique - Wusheng in the World"
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The sword of destruction was activated to the extreme, and an invisible sword light passed through the sky, flat and faint.There was nothing powerful about the sword, but the moment the sword was thrust out, an unimaginable coldness spread silently and enveloped the entire square, making people shudder.
It's now¡ª¡ª
Jing Wushuang's pupils suddenly shrank, and the long sword that was always hanging on his waist was unsheathed at some point.
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There was no sword light at all, only an imperceptible wave passing by.
The next moment, Mo Qingxuan flew out, steadied his body, and wiped his throat in shock. A bit of blood appeared on his palm. At his throat, a bit of bright red was particularly dazzling. It was really a sword sealing his throat.
With a hiss, opposite, Jing Wushuang's robe on her left shoulder tore open, and she also scratched a little bit of skin.
"You hurt me." Jing Wushuang said. If he hadn't sensed the danger, I'm afraid the sword strike just now wouldn't have been as simple as cutting through the opponent's skin.
"I lost"
Mo Qingxuan's back was covered in cold sweat. If the opponent had just stabbed him desperately, he would have cut off at most one of his arms, but what he had cut off was his entire head.
"interesting."
Opposite him, Zhao Tianchen narrowed his eyes. He knew Jing Wushuang's strength very well. Although he was far inferior to him, he was definitely above average among the remaining four. Mo Qingxuan was actually able to hurt Jing Wushuang, even though it was only the slightest. The slight injury still surprised Zhao Tianchen.
"Mo Qingxuan, leave the rest to me." Lin Xiao patted the shoulder of Mo Qingxuan who stepped back and said.
Boom
In the square, Jing Wushuang has not yet finished, Kuang Daohou arrived at the center of the square, and the violent momentum spread out from his body, forming a small whirlwind in the square.
"Boy, I see you are also a famous swordsman. Get out of here. How about a bet between you and me? If you lose to me, the little girl next to you will become mine. If you win, I promise you. One condition, how about it." Kuang Daohou was staring at Lin Rou next to Lin Xiao, his eyes unscrupulous and full of lust.
"If you have the guts, say it again." Lin Xiao's face darkened. The other party repeatedly challenged his bottom line, and he really thought he was a soft persimmon.
There was no deliberate release of momentum, but in anger, there was still an invisible evil spirit rushing out of Lin Xiao's body and filling the entire square.
In an instant, all the warriors in the square felt as if they were being stared at by wild beasts, feeling uneasy and frightened all over.
"What a terrifying momentum." Opposite him, Jing Wushuang's face condensed as he retreated. As a killer, his grasp of momentum was naturally extremely precise. In his feeling, Lin Xiao at this moment was like a sleeping giant volcano. On the eve of the eruption, there is a hidden power that people dare not look at.
"Hey, it seems not simple, but interesting."
A cold smile formed on the corner of Zhao Tianchen¡¯s mouth.
"Haha, so what if I say it again, you can still eat me, I think you are a waste." Kuang Daohou was very unhappy with Lin Xiao's attitude, as if he could easily crush him.
"I'll give you a chance. If you can take my sword, I'll let you walk away intact today. Otherwise, I'll leave something behind before leaving." Lin Xiao remained calm and confident, exuding wisps of sword energy all over his body. Twisting the void.
"Arrogant, no one has ever dared to say such a thing in front of my Crazy Blade. Just by saying this, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."
Hou Zheng became angry and suddenly slashed out with his sword.
"Crazy Sword Roll"
The true energy was mobilized to the extreme, and the black sword sank into the void. The next moment, a tornado of sword energy sweeping across the world appeared out of thin air. The huge tornado of sword energy went straight into the sky, carrying a pressure that was about to crush everything, rumbling and crushing. Pressing towards Lin Xiao.
The Mad Sword Hou was practicing the Crazy Sword Intent. Although he spoke arrogantly, because of Yu Chijue and Mo Qingxuan's previous encounters, he used all his strength from the moment he started, striving to kill Lin Xiao with one move and let him know that he was in front of him. The end of arrogance.
"What a terrifying sword energy. Every blow is comparable to the attacks of late-stage Guiyuan realm warriors. How can I fight this?"
Many warriors in the square were nervous. Up to now, Lin Xiao was already the last hope for the talented warriors of the Wuling Empire. Although Lin Xiao's reputation was at the peak of his powers in the previous series of events, and everyone had great confidence in him, but After Huangfu Zhen and the others were defeated one after another and saw the horror of this sword, everyone's confidence was somewhat shaken.
Only Dongfang Xuanyuan and other major princes remained unchanged, with even a sneer on their lips: "That Kuangdao Hou is really an idiot. How dare you anger Lin Xiao? No matter what the purpose of their trip is, they dare to come to our Martial Spirit Empire to act arrogantly. , there is a price to be paid.¡±
¡°This is your strength? It¡¯s simply ridiculous¡±
The indifferent voice resounded throughout the world. Facing Hou Zheng's attack, Lin Xiao remained motionless, and suddenly drew out his sword at the moment when the swords in the sky were approaching his body.
"ïÏ"
Lin Xiao drew out his sword, and an invisible blade of energy rushed out from the drawn sword, directly submerging into the terrifying tornado of sword energy in front. The next moment, the sword was sheathed, and Lin Xiao stood there expressionlessly. .
The terrifying tornado of sword energy rumbled forward, pressing towards Lin Xiao, as if there was no change. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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